The Mediator (GOT7 MARK & BTS JIN FANFIC)

Chapter 13: Roommate 1

A week have passed and I was finally down for real trainings for the past few days.

This was because Jinyoung hyung was worried that I would have to prove to the audience that I have at least some skills before formally introducing me as a 'trainee' on television. Therefore, he specially invited his best friend, BoA unnie once again, to help me with the dance lessons while he personally helped me with my vocals.

"There you go!", Jackson tossed me a mineral bottle and I gulped it down immediately. The training was pretty intense and I was out of breath and kind of dehydrated after rounds of vigorous training.

Now I know how tough it is to be a Kpop star.

Anyway, Jackson was here early with me as today marks the first day of my appearance at 'Roommate', and he will be accompanying me there later.

"Ready to go?", he grinned at me.

"Of course!", I pinched his cheeks in excitement.

We first proceeded back to our dorms to pack our stuffs. After I was done packing and bathing, I went to say goodbye to Jimin and Yerin first.

"Unnie, we are so going to miss you!", they hugged me.

"Babos, I will only be gone for three days! I bet you girls are happy at heart as you can be up to your mischiefs again right?", I ruffled their hair and teased.

After which, I went to GOT7's dorm to wait for Jackson.

Youngjae held the door for me as I stepped in.

"Jackson hyung! Are you done?", I yelled once I got in.

Jackson appeared from his room and told me to stay put for a while while he touch up on some things.

So, I just wandered around the living room.

Honestly speaking, I am actually impressed by them. Although GOT7 are a group of boys, they do know how to keep their place clean and tidy. The clothes, towels, socks and other accessories were sorted out neatly on the shelf. If there was a need to mention something that was unpleasant about this place, it would just be the weird smell that covers the entire dorm.

You know, guys' smell.

I was about to explore the kitchen when a handphone on the table suddenly rang. I looked around to see if any of the boys did notice that, but they were all too engrossed in their own activities. I hesitated for some moment before I walk towards it and wanted to help in answering it.

But the ringing stopped just then.

Missed call- Wendy Wang.

It popped up.

How come that name kind of ring a bell in my head? It wasn't because my name is Wendy too... It was something else.

As I was scrutinizing the phone while trying to figure out the relation, something else left me in total astonishment.

The phone.

How come...

It had my picture as its wallpaper?

I squinted my eyes at it.

It was a picture of me sleeping on the bus, with Jackson's cap slightly covering my face.

How in the world was this picture taken? And most of all, who's phone is this?

More and more questions started appearing in my mind but I was totally clueless about it.

Suddenly, the bathroom door in front of me opened and there came a guy who had his towel draped around his lower body, exposing his bare chest.

It was Mark.